by D. R. Rosier
She… could live with that. She wasn’t going to give up her soul, but she thought it would be safe enough to bet her soul against betraying him while in his employ. She wouldn’t ever do that anyway, and she could understand their caution.
“Right, compensation?”
There was a long pause, and she wondered if it was a mistake to ask that.
Katia finally answered, “How about one twenty K a year, plus a five percent bonus on any fieldwork you handle or bring in. I’m not sure how much if any of that will actually happen. He truly isn’t planning to offer services out there for supernatural clients, but something may come up… again.”
“Something happened?” she asked.
Katia said, “The shifters are paying him money to ward their pack houses from vampire attack, that’s where he is all day.”
She asked, “So what is he planning to do?”
Katia cleared her throat, “What he told you at the restaurant. Human clients for pacts, study his magic, protect his people, and do whatever he wants on a social and personal level. Being dragged into the violent mess of supernatural politics in Seattle was never his intention.”
That was an awfully large amount of time off, but then he had three women to keep happy, which probably took time and effort.
She said, “I’d like to accept, but I should warn you that it will probably get me labeled rogue, and hunted. I may cause him more headaches than I remove.”
Katia was silent for a while, and she wondered if she just blew her shot.
“If you’re sure you want to burn bridges with your old employers, I don’t think that would stop him from hiring you. In fact, we can probably offer you safe harbor, our home is large and we have extra bedrooms, one with a shower.”
She was touched by the offer, but her pride rose up at that.
Samantha said, “I’m sure about accepting if you still want me, but I’m not sure a room would be necessary, my place is well defended.”
Katia said, “The offer is there and part of the deal if you change your mind. Of course, it would also make your work hours a little crazy, Andrew does most of his studying in the very early morning right now. Let’s just call it optional for right now?”
She felt a little excited, and quite a bit nervous, but she was going to do it.
“That sounds fine, when should I come by?”
Katia replied, “I’ll let Andrew know tonight, I’m sure he’ll be exhausted, how about first thing tomorrow morning, come by the building.”
“See you then, and thanks.”
Katia hung up.
She stared at her phone for a while, it almost seemed too good to be true. She wondered what the cost would be, but whatever it was she would pay it. She didn’t have a choice, the council had done this to her, and she refused to live a life with a human job and without her magic, or to go the other way and just have her magic in a void of loneliness.
She stood up and walked into her bedroom, she needed to figure out what to wear tomorrow…
Chapter Ten
Julia put her hands on his shoulders, and started to rub them, along with his neck. They’d been to the snake, wolf, bear, bird, dolphin, and sea lion pack houses, and he was working on finishing up the shark pack house now, which was a large mansion on the bay. It’d taken a long time, the first two had taken a few hours each, the others had only taken thirty minutes or so being much smaller. It was almost six in the evening, and she was sure he was exhausted.
He sighed and relaxed, “Thank you. That feels amazing.”
She leaned forward and whispered, “My pleasure master,” low enough no one else would hear it.
He turned and gave her a mock glare of disapproval, but she could scent how much he liked to hear her say that. Since his nose was just human, it was her secret how much her scent gave away her arousal when she said it. She was valued, for all of her, and she felt safe and cherished, she was his servant, in all ways, despite the pact only calling for her obedience in matters of protection.
In short, she loved him, with everything she was, and couldn’t have been happier with her new life. She was no longer confused about that, and was pretty sure he felt or was growing to feel similarly.
He explained, “It’s not the magic. Lilith ensures I get an endless supply, and it’s easy to channel it, it’s the concentration and brain power to control and direct it in spells and wards that has me so tired. My mind feels like mush.”
She tilted her head, “So you aren’t up for one more stop?”
He raised an eyebrow, “What did you have in mind.”
She said, “I’ve been thinking while you did the wards all day. I have an idea to send a message to the vampires, something non-lethal, but it will also drive the point home quite well. The idea is to…” and she explained her plan.
He laughed, “You’re a treasure,” he said, and then pulled her into a kiss while Lilith snickered in the background.
She thought it was a good idea, but if Arthur didn’t get the message she’d hunt every damned vampire down in the city if she had to. Andrew would be safe, she would see to it.
When he was done warding the last location, she had her power take them to a vampire club. At six, it wasn’t open yet.
She kicked open the doors with a relish, and laid compulsions on the two vampires closest to her when they looked her way. The same way she had on the rooftop, when she forced the sniper to freeze. Then she followed her nose, and ran down every vampire in the place, placing them under compulsion as well. None of them were over two hundred, and their minds were easily gripped by her ancient demon’s power.
She wasn’t sure how she measured up with Arthur, but she bet she was more powerful, since Arthur had tried and failed to kill Joseph more than once, who she had managed to kill. Point was, these vampires that ran the club were much weaker, slower, and very susceptible to her compulsion.
She gathered them all together on the dance floor, and then walked over to Lilith and handed over her cell phone, “Would you do the honors?”
Lilith lifted the phone, and started to record.
She wasn’t usually cruel, but this would be fun. A little like a kitten playing with its food. She hoped Andrew took her after this, she’d be in the mood for sure, and it’d been almost fifteen hours since he’d had his cock inside her. She didn’t blame him though, he’d been working hard, and it’d been a very busy day…
Arthur relaxed back as his mate sucked him off. He wasn’t in the mood very often, but his Helen got persistent at times, and it was better to simply indulge her. He was always glad he did in the end.
There was a knock at the door, and he sensed Jason on the other side.
“Enter!”
Jason came in, and didn’t even give Helen’s bobbing head a second look, he’d seen a lot more than that over the years. What was new, was the fear on Jason’s face as he moved forward and handed Arthur the tablet.
Jason said, “Sire, the warlock has sent us a… message.”
Arthur frowned, even as his eyes rolled back in his head, and he started to fill his mate’s throat with his seed.
Helen rose and sat next to him after getting it all, she was a little breathless, and obviously frustrated that she would have to wait for reciprocation.
“Let’s see it then.”
Jason hit the play button, and Arthur growled as the abomination filled the frame.
Julia said, “Arthur, I have a message for you, we’ve decided this first one would be non-lethal, but we didn’t want you to think we were weak, so it will also be your only warning to back off, but more on that in a minute.”
The bitch walked away from screen and the camera showed one of his clubs, along with nine vampires standing at attention.
Julia said, “Stand on one foot.”
They all stood on one foot.
Julia ordered, “Jump up and down, and pat your heads.”
She looked back at the screen and smirked in amusement as h
is head felt like it would explode from anger.
Then Julia’s face transformed into an angry one, and she turned back.
“Beat each other unconscious, but do not kill.”
Arthur felt his rage and anger grow, as his nine vampires beat each other bloody until they passed out. It was ugly, extremely violent, and he wanted nothing more in that moment than to tear that bitch into little pieces.
Julia knocked out the last one standing herself, and then walked back casually to the camera.
“Hey Arthur, can I call you Arty? Anyway Arty, here’s how it is. This is your only warning. You know, it’s amazing the kind of information a vampire will betray under compulsion, almost like they have no loyalty at all. So… back off. If one more attempt is made on my warlock, I will hunt down every one of you and kill you all.
“By the way, I just happened to, while asking for this personal email address for your head of security, so I could send this little message, I also asked about your coven’s home and building. You know, where it is, the codes to get in past security, the layout, where you all sleep, the weapons, the traps… you get the idea right? If you don’t get it, and don’t back off, I promise you’ll live just long enough regret it. Maybe I won’t even bother coming to kill your worthless ass myself, suppose I just put a compulsion on every one of your vampires to kill you when you’re least expecting it. For all you know, your buddy Jason already has those orders from me.
“So… please Arty, do everyone a favor, and back the fuck off.”
The screen froze on her aggressive animalistic smile, fucking shifters, and he was shaking in anger and rage.
He was also terrified, he already knew she could kill him. His only hope to end her had been assassination at a distance with a rifle, while he was safely hidden in a coven location only known to the vampires, who would never betray him. But… with compulsion they had.
He was… fucked. Eight hundred years old, and backed into a corner by some young slut abomination.
Jason asked, “Orders sire?”
He took a moment to calm his anger, he was in control, not an animal, but he hadn’t felt a rage this intense in over six hundred years, nor one so impotent.
“Call off the hit on the warlock, and stop all efforts to locate his home. Do it now.”
Jason said, “Sire?”
He said, “Just do it, this isn’t the end of it, but we’ll need to move carefully, or did you forget that little strumpet is twice as powerful as I am?”
Jason bowed, “Of course Sire, I’ll put a halt to all efforts against the warlock. Anything else sire?”
He said, “No, I need to consider this carefully before we move against him again. Have you any new data regarding the shifters?”
Jason said, “They have restored their hierarchy, and from all appearances are taking a defensive posture. I believe they won’t be a problem for at least a generation, if not longer.”
He nodded, that was usually the way of things, the fights between them and the curs usually followed a predictable cycle. The good news settled him a little, but he was still suppressing a hell of a lot of anger.
“Dismissed.”
Jason left the room, and he turned to his beautiful mate. There was more than one way to get the frustration out…
Chapter Eleven
The leather chair was very comfortable. I reclined back slightly and closed my eyes with a sigh. I was, if not physically tired, mentally exhausted. After we recorded the message to make Arthur and the leeches back off, Julia had taken us back here. She’d been sexy, aggressive, and incredibly wanton as she pushed me back in my chair and fucked my brains out.
I participated of course, teasing her nipples with sharp pinches just the way she likes it, squeezing and slapping her ass, and driving up into her, but she was something else entirely as she took me hard and fast. Not that I minded, even a little bit, I adored my fiery sex crazed kitten. I was pretty sure I was falling in love as well.
Lilith had been there too, just caressing and teasing us both with a pair of extra hands, claiming kisses from each of us as Julia rode me. Lilith loved one on one sex as well, but she didn’t demand a turn, instead after we finished she declared she needed to work on supper. I wasn’t going to complain, my brain needed food badly, and I’d take care of her tonight in bed, and possibly again when we left Katia asleep in bed alone in the wee hours of the morning.
I grunted as I felt a weight settle on top of me, and felt soft eager lips against mine. Just by the kiss I knew it was Katia. I opened my eyes when she broke it, and stared into her warm chocolate brown eyes.
“Hi baby.”
She smirked, and caressed my chest and shoulders.
“Andrew, I have news for you.”
She told me about her talk with Samantha, and the impromptu phone interview. I’ll be honest, I was excited by the prospect. I didn’t mind working for the knowledge, but sometimes I wasted an hour or two trying to figure out what a strange or esoteric magical word meant. It was a lot like studying to be a doctor, lawyer, or IT professional in a way, it took time to learn the lingo and proprietary words and expressions. I also thought she might have some ideas on how to train my multitasking up to the final level for the partition spell.
Then she kissed me again, hungrily, and reached for my pants. I responded to her need, my connection to Lilith assured my libido would always be up to the task of pleasing all my women. As far as duties went, it was my most pleasant one by far.
I gasped, as she fished out my cock and started to stroke it, as soon as it was hard she lined herself up and sunk down on it. Only then did I realize she was in a skirt, and she wasn’t wearing panties. Which… seemed to be the new standard around here.
Katia said sultrily, “I missed you, I love you Andrew. I’ve been wanting this all day. Fuck, you feel so good in me.”
She ground against me slowly, and teasingly, tightening around me to make it feel better for both of us in her subtle movements.
She said, “I couldn’t help but notice, she has a great voice. Like… phone sex operator good. It made me wonder what she looks like. Is she cute?”
This was new, Katia talking about another woman’s attractiveness, while we had sex I mean. She was also right, there was something very compelling and naturally sultry about Samantha’s voice.
“She’s… her face is pretty, not beautiful. But… that hardly matters. Her gorgeous strawberry blonde hair, intense green eyes, and her graceful movements, along with her willowy dancer’s body, makes her aura and sense of presence very sexy and alluring.”
Katia bore down and squeezed my cock hard as she rose slightly, and then dropped down as she relaxed.
“Really? Were you attracted to her?”
I stared into her eyes, and reached around to squeeze her ass and support her a she ground against me again, her eyes went glassy as she gasped in pleasure and trembled above me. I felt a surge of pleasure of my own at the sight. I loved her so much, and there was very little that captivated me as much as watching Katia orgasm.
“I love you Katia.”
She shivered in pleasure, and started to grind in circles again.
“That isn’t what I asked,” she teased, “Did you think about fucking her? Wonder just how limber that dancer’s body is? I bet she’d fit in our big ass bed.”
My cock twitched in her tight silken hot pussy.
She giggled, which made her center ripple and squeeze my cock, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
She was driving me crazy, I grabbed her ass hard, and stood up.
She shrieked in surprise and wrapped her arms around my neck, and her legs around my waist. I turned and put her up against the wall, pinned her there, holding her up by her ass, and started to drive up into her hard and fast from below.
She mewled, gasped, and sighed in pleasure, I loved the little sounds of encouragement she gave me when I took her hard and fast.
“Andrew, fuck that’s good.”
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bsp; She started to swivel her hips, which was about all she could do while pinned against the wall, while I pounded into her from below, her gorgeous round and generous tits started to slap against my face and chest with each firm hard stroke into her sex. The incredible feeling of tight wet friction as I drove into her body again and again built a euphoria throughout my body as we raced together toward our peak.
She cried out in ecstasy, and her core started to convulse and undulate, milking me hard, and her breathy gasps of pleasure as she looked down into my eyes were just too much for me to hold back any more. I slammed up into her twice more and buried it, as I started to fill her with my essence.
I cradled her gently, I always felt tender toward her after rough sex, and carried her back to the chair once my own legs recovered their strength. I was still inside her, with her once again straddling me.
She smiled, but got a worried look on her face, “Am I different now, without jealousy I mean?”
I kissed her tenderly, and caressed her face. I knew she was really asking if I’d still love her if she changed.
“Not really. I assume you mean because you teased me with the idea of fucking Samantha, and enjoyed the idea of me fucking her quite a bit yourself?”
She bit her lip and nodded, “I would, she’d be a powerful addition to the family, another protector, has a strong sense of morality, you like her, and she just… sounded really sweet. I liked her.”
I said, “That’s just you. We’ve always teased each other about many things, just never a woman before because of jealousy, so if anything you are more like the real you. You’re stubborn, you have fire, you disagree with me still, a couple of times in the last two days. You might not be jealous of others, but I know you’d still kick my ass if I ever treated you as a doormat, or with a lack of respect.”
She frowned, “Are you sure?”
I said, “You are my Katia, and I both love and need you. You are my protector as much as Lilith and Julia are. You will be the one to keep me honest, make sure I don’t become arrogant and lose my humanity, and make sure I keep my perspective.”